Gee, that sounded so patriotic...

Errrm, nothing of interest has really been happening lately, which is my excuse for not updating in forever.

My grandpa and my aunt came over for Thanksgiving, which would have been nice if I didn't hate my grandpa so much...

Okay, well I guess hate is a *strong* word to use, but it's the closest emotion I can think of right now.

He's just an old alcoholic man who gets up in the morning and drinks straight whiskey and apple juice. How sick is that? I hate talking to him because his breath reeks of liquor and I can't understand a damn word he's saying anyway... why this leads up to hating him, I'm not sure. But it just does. I have absolutely no respect for him...

Anyways, that wasn't the direction this entry was planning on going in, but I guess I just wrecked that all to hell didn't I?

WHY AM I SUDDENLY SO GRUMPY?

Haha... mood swings....